I'm trying out a meal prep service where they deliver pre-made meals to me and I just have to boil them to reheat them for eating.
I have not been feeding myself well and although it's probably a bit out of my budget I'm going to try it for a month and see if it improves my energy and health. I'm pretty darn sure it will.
I found last week that the pot I have isn't quite big enough for some of the meals and I know that Jason has some cooking supplies he doesn't use so I sent him a message a few nights ago "Hey, could you look to see if you have a big pot I could borrow for a while? Mine isn't large enough for some of these meals."
I went to bed and, of course, totally forgot about the message and I woke up to this text from him:
"Can do on the pot."
I was shocked! Had I somehow asked for marijuana? And he was going to get me some? WHAT ON EARTH HAD I DONE AND WHY DIDN'T I REMEMBER??? Oh... wait...
Pot. The... cooking. Pot. Not... you know.. "pot" pot. Ahhhhh... context.
It matters!
PS Happy Summer (Winter for some) solstice my friends!
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